My Nonprofit Reviews

I live close to a pheasant hunting club. Unfortunately, it is located on a busy road and pheasants are sometimes hit by vehicles. I have stopped on occasion to pick up the dead birds and bury them near my home. One day I stopped to pick up a beautiful adult male pheasant that looked like it had just been killed. I picked it up and placed it on a towel that I had in the trunk of my car. Imagine my shock when he opened his eyes and looked up at me. I am certain that he was as surprised as I was. I took him home and called Fellow Mortals. They asked me some questions about his injuries and told me to bring him in. I knew he had a wing injury, because I could see it. I loaded him into a cardboard box and transported him to Fellow Mortals. I later learned from Fellow Mortals that he had several fractures and had to be humanely euthanized. Although I wish he could have been saved, I am grateful that Fellow Mortals was able to examine him, determine that he was terminal, and that he needed to be euthanized to end his suffering.

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